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“And there appeared another wonder in heaven; and behold a great red dragon, having seven heads and ten horns, and seven crowns upon his heads.” – Revelations 12:3

We’ve run out of new things to talk about and exhausted the possibilities offered by our anatomy and we’re bored of playing with the gaudy baubles our greatest minds have constructed for us. We’ve been sitting, crying in the mud outside the locked door for a long time now and we’re tired and fractious and want to go to bed and at last we can hear the key rattling in the lock. We didn’t work out – we failed to thrive, and now God has returned wearing a crown of virions to drag out the weeds from the garden of Eden. We’ll be stacked in the streets, nobody left to bury us, nobody left to load the furnaces, and the satellites will fall from the heavens onto a world full of animals eating our corpses, eating each other, endlessly screaming in the night as they tear everything to pieces, fur and blood and teeth and flashing eyes until the sun goes out and darkness falls upon the earth until the universe itself unravels.